Saturday, February 09, 2008

Respite

I spent a few moments, this morning, with photographs of a new friend. And, though I am not, in any remote way, a Poet ... this is the expression of my heart, in response to the stirrings brought by that Friend ... right now.


Respite

Far too often, I hear it said …
That we can find respite only when dead.
To this suggestion, I have my reply …
“My repose will not wait for that day, when I die.”

No, Dear Friend, respite will not be found ...
When they lay me, still and cold, into that ground.
Respite, for me, is from day to day …
In shelter and care found, along this life’s way.

I find her in the smile of a passer-by …
In the voice, or thought from friendship prized.
I find my respite in a song’s sweet refrain …
In a note of encouragement that eases my pain.

My respite resides amongst struggles ... even, strife.
Found in intimate comfort with each moment of life.
And I celebrate her presence in all that I do …
And pray her discovery … right now … by You.



John-Michael

09 February 2008


Respite: peace, ease, peacefulness, quietude, stillness, calmness, serenity, tranquility, peace of mind
(Oxford Thesaurus)

4 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Very Nice Michael... yep... very nice. You are too humble.

John-Michael said...

Thank you, Dear Elizabeth ... I felt so "fish, out of the water" doing it. But my need to say it overcame my insecurities. You just made me feel MUCH better about that choice.
I love you!

Casdok said...

Wonderful, really touching.

John-Michael said...

To "touch" One who who has touched me so ... is a quieting gift. I'm glad. Thank you for telling me.

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